Happy Marriage

Leng Nanxian opened his eyes, looked at An Sheng, and said word by word: "In two or three days, even if Yu Jingyun has three heads and six arms, it is impossible to find the whereabouts of the food so quickly. Yu Jingyun is just counting the time. , rush back, and bluff to save your father. Otherwise, in his capacity as a dignified son, why should he personally return to **** the food?"

An Sheng became more and more confused: "An Sheng doesn't understand what this means? If he didn't find the food, wouldn't he be deceiving the king?"

Leng Nanxian nodded: "So, he took a great risk. He deliberately told you that you have the whereabouts of food at the gate of Dali Temple, just to scare the snakes. Li Shangshu would panic when he heard the news, and dispatched When his subordinates go to inquire about the news, he can follow the clues.

Perhaps, he originally wanted to use this to interrogate Li Shangshu and ask him about the whereabouts of the food, but he did not expect that Li Shangshu would commit suicide in fear of crime. In this way, all clues are cut off, and the matter is troublesome. "

An Sheng remembered that in the lobby of Shicai, Yu Jingyun suddenly heard the same shocked reaction when Li Shangshu committed suicide, and his heart palpitated.

"How about that? If he gets involved again because of my father's case, how can I bear it?"

Leng Nanxian pondered for a while: "You don't have to worry too much, since he dared to take a risk and took this risk, he must have a clue of the food. With his ability to describe the prince, it is only a matter of time before he can find it. That's it."

An Sheng was suspicious and asked guiltily, "Really?"

Leng Nanxian smiled slightly: "Yu Shizi has always been arrogant, that's because he has mad capital. Don't worry, so much food is not a small amount, how can you hide it casually? And listening to his just analysis, it's well-organized, it's obvious, There is indeed a destination for food."

An Sheng felt a little better at this, and sighed: "I should have promised him if I knew he was taking such a big risk."

"Promise him what?"

"He said that I would be his cook and cook for him for the rest of his life." An Sheng said, "Actually, this condition is not excessive."

Leng Nanxian's body froze obviously: "You promised him?"

An Sheng shook his head: "No, I said it was only possible if Master agreed."

Leng Nanxian hummed lightly: "It's not too bad. Your hand, Xia Ansheng, is going to save the world in the future. How can you take care of the mundane affairs of firewood, rice, oil and salt?"

This sentence held An Sheng very high, and An Sheng couldn't help but curl his eyebrows: "I can't be like Master's medicine hand to produce fragrance, if I can make a good hand, I can make a good dish."

Leng Nanxian glared at her dissatisfiedly: "Promising."

An Sheng grinned, feeling that his ambition was not bad.

Back at the medicine house, the sky was already dark, only an oil lamp was lit in the kitchen, aromas overflowed from the kitchen, and the sound of pots and pans seemed particularly warm and friendly.

Sister Feng prepared a few specialty dishes, and also boiled a pot of small wine to relieve Leng Nanxian's fatigue.

An Sheng entered the kitchen and hugged Sister Feng from behind.

The flesh on Sister Feng's body, especially her waist, was soft and fluffy, which was very comfortable.

An Sheng put his face on her back and rubbed gently.

Sister-in-law Feng didn't turn her head back: "Why do you look like a lazy cat when you come back?"

An Sheng muttered in a low voice, "Sister Feng, the flesh on your body is so comfortable."

Sister-in-law Feng turned her face: "So I want to feed you fat, so that when you get married in the future, you won't be as stubborn as ribs."

An Sheng let go of his hand and stomped his foot: "Sister Feng, you have also learned badly! People wanted to be rude with you, which is really a shame."

Sister Feng raised her hand: "Forget it. Your flattering skills are useless here. You should go to the son. My son eats this."

An Sheng felt a little wronged. Every word he said to Leng Nanxian was from his heart, and he admitted that he didn't flatter him.

"I just think it's too hard for you to run back and forth in the past two days. I want to come and help you and let you rest for a while." An Sheng said dissatisfiedly.

Sister Feng smiled "hehe": "I've already had a rest today. You should take care of your master. He has been the hardest these two days."

An Sheng always felt that Sister Feng's smile was a little sly and malicious, but he couldn't figure out what it was like.

Mrs. Feng turned around and handed An Sheng a cup of soup: "Shan mushroom and black chicken soup, bring it to your master, and let him quench his thirst first. If he is exhausted these days, and he forgets to eat and sleep, you should give him more supplements."

An Sheng smiled "hee hee": "Then I don't care about cooking?"

"The dishes are almost ready, I don't need your help, let the son and Qianzhou eat."

An Sheng took the soup cup and went straight out of the kitchen.

The light was already on in Leng Nanxian's room, and An Sheng slammed into it.

"Master, Mrs. Feng Feng"

The next words were stuck in his throat, his hand trembled, and the soup cup in his hand almost buckled.

Leng Nanxian was changing his clothes, his upper body was naked, and he was holding a clean undershirt in his hand, and turned his head when he heard the sound.

In the candlelight, Leng Nanxian's broad back, thin bee waist, strong ape arms, and jade-like skin shone with a soft luster.

An Sheng turned around in a panic, the soup cup in his hand was shaking, and he stammered: "Yes, I'm sorry, I forgot to knock on the door."

Leng Nanxian snorted softly: "In the eyes of our doctors, there is no distinction between men and women. If you are so flustered, what would you do if you were facing a patient?"

An Sheng tried hard to stabilize his trembling hand, but his little heart was like a litter of rabbits that jumped out. He held this one, and that one jumped out again. His face was also on fire, burning like a soup cup in his hand.

"The patient is the patient, and the master is the master. That's different."

Leng Nanxian has already put on his brocade robe slowly, and his loose neckline has not been covered. He walked up to An Sheng and slightly hooked his lips: "How is it different?"

When An Sheng raised his eyes, the first thing that caught her eye was Leng Nanxian Ruyu's collarbone and half of his chest that was slightly flushed, swallowing a sip of saliva with difficulty.

"Because, because, Master is beautiful."

Leng Nanxian couldn't help twitching his lips twice, raised his hand and gave her a shudder: "Tian Tian, ​​what kind of **** is in your head? I really want Qianzhou to spread it out for you. Let it dry."

The embarrassment gradually resolved, An Sheng raised his hand and handed the soup cup to Leng Nanxian: "Sister Feng gave the stewed mushroom and black chicken soup, let me serve you to quench your thirst."

Leng Nanxian glanced at her up and down: "Drink it by yourself, how shriveled up you have been these two days, you can't even see your hands."

After saying that, he walked out the door with his head held high.

An Sheng lowered his head, glanced at his waist, and suddenly remembered the words that Mrs. Feng said just now.

She lifted the lid of the soup pot and drank the soup angrily.

Sister Feng brought the dishes to the table, and several people sat around the table, each pouring a glass of wine.

"I'll clean up the guest room, Miss An Sheng will move in later, don't go back." Sister Feng spoke first.

An Sheng couldn't wait to respond: "Okay!"

After he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, realizing that he was becoming more and more unable to speak in the medicine room, how could he blurt it out?

How could I accept it in such a shameless and unashamed manner as my daughter's family, who is waiting for me?

Leng Nanxian pursed his lips and said nothing.

Qianzhou also raised his face from the bowl: "Okay, if you can play chess with me, it won't be so boring."

Leng Nanxian said calmly: "At most tomorrow, the Xia family will send someone to pick you up."

An Sheng was silent for a while. Now his father's case is so turbulent that everyone in the city knows that Xue's family would never let herself live in the medicine house all the time and bring her infamy.

"Today your stepmother also went to Dali Temple to inquire about news."

Leng Nanxian was cold and authentic.

"Really?" An Sheng's tone was also a little cold: "She is afraid that she is still full of thinking that Xue Zhao will save her father. If I do this, I will ruin her good deeds."

"Looking at her like this, I should have known that Xue Zhao was lying to her. Her eyes were red, her hair was messy, and she was very depressed. Even when she walked, Xia Zixian and a little boy supported her."

"Looks like Zihuan is back too."

"Then An Sheng doesn't want to go back, how can he teach that vicious stepmother a lesson, she can't be so cheap." Sister Feng said indignantly.

An Sheng nodded: "Brother Guan has given me all the house deed and bank notes, and let me call the shots. I'm not in the mood to think about these for the time being. I'll wait until the dust of my father's case is settled. Now, I don't want to go back either."

During the discussion, I heard the sound of carriages and horses outside the door, and someone gently knocked on the door of the medicine house.

Several people looked at each other, wondering who else would come so late.

Leng Nanxian sighed quietly: "I'm afraid Cao Cao is here."

Qianzhou reluctantly got up and went to open the door.

Outside the door is Xia Yuncang, the uncle of the Xia family.

"It turned out to be little brother?" He was a little surprised when he saw Qianzhou, and then suddenly, he bowed his hands to him politely: "Then this is the medicine house of Leng Shenyi?"

Qianzhou nodded, just looking familiar, but couldn't remember who it was: "May I ask who you are?"

The uncle of the Xia family smiled slightly: "My little brother and nobles forget things. I am An Sheng's uncle. Today, my little brother came to my house."

"Oh," Qianzhou suddenly realized, and secretly despised his memory: "It's Master Xia, what are you doing?"

The uncle of the Xia family glanced into the yard: "May I ask if An Sheng lives here now?"

Qianzhou hadn't answered yet, but An Sheng and Leng Nanxian had already heard voices and greeted them: "Uncle, it's so late, is there anything else?"

The uncle of the Xia family gave Leng Nanxian a deep bow: "First, thank the genius doctor Leng for working hard for An Sheng's father."

Leng Nanxian pursed his lips and said indifferently, "An Sheng is my apprentice, so it's up to him to do his best."

"An Sheng has been bothered a lot these past two days. I'm here to take An Sheng back to the house."

Leng Nanxian looked back at An Sheng and said coldly, "It seems that it is not suitable for An Sheng to return to the house at this time, but An Sheng was swept out by your Xia family."

The uncle of the Xia family said angrily: "I don't know about this matter. I didn't expect her mother's actions to be so absurd. It's just infuriating. In this matter, I will naturally decide for An Sheng."